I let you know about an informational session we're having exactly one week before the first dues installment. I extend an invitation to you and your sister, but you state that Rose probably won't be able to make it.
You agree to attend yourself and I smile widely before it even registers in my mind.
I don't even know where the fuck it came from.
Dr. Garrett would be so proud of me.
Jasper would just be shocked.
Honestly, I think I shit myself when you respond with a smile of your own.
It's been a week since our meeting. There's another week to go until the informational session you'll be attending.
Because you're a thoughtful sister. Maybe.
I'm heading back to my office after my last lecture for the day. It's around 7:43 and I realize that I haven't eaten since lunch. I would try the cafeteria, but I wouldn't want to risk seeing you hugging that, that...neanderthal. Fucking overgrown child.
Although you're not far from a child yourself.
In age only though.
I make my way inside my office and sit my stuff on my desk. Shaking the mouse to wake up my monitor, I sip from my water bottle. Deep in thought, I faintly register my phone chime with an incoming text message. Glancing over, I see that it's from Jasper.
I'm hesitant to open it but if I don't respond now, he'll come find me. Maybe he has food.
Opening the message, I read, "Stop avoiding me asshole." In comes another. "Did you get Angela's email?"
Angela's email? The same Angela that sent that horrid Rosalie Swan and the blessed Bella Swan by proxy? No. No I did not.
I wait to respond to Jasper and go to check my email.
Well. There you go.
An email from Angela Cheney.